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Morgan practically jumps when I bring the wand to her clit, yelling like it zapped her.
I laugh and bring it flush against her skin.
Her eyes bulge, and her breathing immediately becomes ragged.“Ahh—Arghh. I, err…”
“Good, right?”
She lets out a long wail, unable to formulate a coherent word.
I observe her silently, flipping the control to increase the intensity of the vibration. Morgan’s legs tighten, rubbing against one another, and she curves her back higher.
So, so, so very close.
Her eyes shut tight and her muscles start to contract….
That’s when I stop the wand.
If there’s one thing that gets me off, whether on the giving or receiving end, it’s edging.
Her beautiful gunmetal eyes fly open, locking on me. I smirk down at her. “Wouldn’t be much of a punishment if you got to come right away.”
“Oh, youdick.”
Chuckling, I slide my fingers between her legs, finding her thighs drenched, as I expected. “Look at you. You’re positively leaking.”
“And you’re an asshole.”
“That reminds me,” I say, checking my pocket.
I remove a smooth, black plug, and from the way her eyes widen, she knows exactly what it’s for. “Open,” I tell her, bringing it to her lips.
She hesitates, but she’s wise enough to part her lips. I slide it against her tongue, before parting the deliciously plump cheeks of her ass and pressing it against her back entrance.
“The harder you resist, the more it’ll hurt,” I warn her.
That’s too much for her temper. “I don’t see you with a corkscrew up your ass.”
I bring my hand up and slap it against her cheeks five consecutive times. She whimpers, but doesn’t move, so I caress her buttocks to reward her. “Keep sassing me,” I warn, my voice harsh, though my hands aren’t, “And I’ll shove my cock far up your ass without preparing you for it.”
“Holy fuck!” Roman drawls, walking in with his signature goofy grin.
On his heel, Rhys’s eyes zero in on me, rather than Morgan. He’s checking what he’s supposed to do. I nod subtly. He can stay.
Morgan moves to get up from the chair, but I pin her down at the waist, keeping her in place.Her gaze snaps to look up at me, eyes wide.
“Camden!” she protests, outraged.
“Don’t make me tie you up again,” I reply.
“What have we here, Cam?” Rhys asks, approaching tentatively.
“A naughty brat. She’s a handful. I’m not sure I can handle her with just one pair of hands.”
He snorts. “How can I help?”
I tilt my chin to the wand I discarded lower on the furniture. Rhys takes it, and brings it to her pussy again. Her breathing catches. She does her best to stop herself from moving or making any noise, but we both know it’s a losing battle.
“She’s not allowed to come,” I tell him.
